My lost limb

Mood: Cheerful

My computer is back! Boy you don't realize quite how much you use the internet until your computer reboots every five minutes. Evidently my charming Hubby decided to put a stick of memeory in the wrong place when he rebuilt our computer! Oops. That and we kept downloading a corrupt update from windows. Grrr. You'd think with as much as you have to pay for the program they could at least get the updates right.

Happy Face

This atc was suppose to be part of a themed swap for "Masks". I ended up getting too busy with work to complete the set. I managed to finish only one of them. This was hand drawn with sharpies and colored with pastels. It was my first time using pastels. I'm not too sure if I care for them or not.

A little lost...

Mood: Bored

I reviewed my to do list for today last night before I went to sleep (like always) and this morning I can't remember a thing I am suppose to do. I had a shopping list as well but I can't only come up with one thing now. So this morning instead of starting on tasks I've been trying to find an online calendar that looks similar to Outlook but more customizable. In outlook I have been entering in all entries and having to highlight each one based on what and who they are for. It's a pain so I wanted to find something that does all that for me. Hopefully I'm not searching for something that's not made.

Dream

I wake up in a big two story/loft town home. The top floor is one big room. I roll over and instantly feel the need to recoil.

An old boyfriend is sleeping next to me. His skin is slimy/greasy and he is sweating profusely. I turn over disgusted and I scoot to the edge of the bed, almost to the point of falling off.

He is suddenly crouched in front of me by my side of the bed. He grabs my head and kisses me hard. I try to fight him off. I'm repulsed as he forces his tongue in my mouth. I push him away and get out of bed.

How did he find me?!?! I'm scrambling around the bedroom looking for something. I need to get far, far away from him.

He is following me around, watching me. I feel a mixture of disgust and fear and my hands are starting to shake as the adrenaline kicks in.

The thought of my husband pops into my head. What if he discovers my husband?!?! He'll kill him!

I am now panicking. I have to let my husband know not to come home. I spin around to see where he is. He has gone downstairs. I can see him sitting on the couch but this doesn't offer me any relief.

My phone! OMG what if my phone rings?!?! I run back and forth in the room looking for my phone. I find it and turn the ringer off. I am unaware he walks back in as I do this.

"What are you doing?" he asks. I jump and look up at him unable to move for the fear.

Dream

I'm inside a house and I'm getting something off a top shelf. It looks like a big blue and green pottery bowl. It slips and hits me in the face. It knocks three of my teeth out on the top left side. I freak!

I'm walking around with my teeth in my hand telling people I need to get to the dentist. I walk into some room inside a house I don't recognize and see some of the people from work.

I can wiggle two more of my teeth with my tongue. This time on the bottom jaw. They quickly fall out. I add them to the teeth I'm already holding in my hands.

I tell my coworkers I need to find my dentist. They look at me like I'm crazy.

"I need milk." I think as I'm scurry to and fro through the room. I know I have to put my teeth in milk to preserve them. I can't find any.

Another one of my molars fall out. I no longer have any top teeth in the left side of my jaw. I'm crying, fretting over the milk.

Punk Kid

Mood: Stewing

On Monday I put a polite note on the windshield of the car that keeps parking in front of my house. I even rewrote it to make sure it sounded nice. I told him that we understood if they needed extra space when they have guests over but that we need a place for our guests as well. I asked him to do his routine parking in elsewhere. I figured you'd have to be dumb as bricks to not read between the lines of my note. The kid responds by taking the note off his windshield, leaving the car there all day and then parking it there yet again when he returned later that evening. Hubby parked in the "kid's spot" the next couple of nights so the kid couldn't and I think he secretly wanted to piss the kid off a little bit. He said he's just doing it so I don't get upset. Hubby also said he was going to talk to the parents since I've been working late. That never happened.
Evidently, Hubby parking in the "kid's spot" pissed the kid off. I walk out this morning this morning to find a note on my windshield. It said that I am not to tell him not to park in front of my house just because I need room for my guests because I have a whole driveway for them to park in. I guess my having a driveway makes it okay for him to be a rude and inconsiderate little prick. My mistake!! I assume he just wrote the note out of spite because he's a kid. My, he really told me!
I planned on speaking with his parents tonight but there is a car in the driveway I don't recognize. I don't want to bother them if they have company over so I will go over there tomorrow morning. I also spoke with the HOA about what I can do. They said there is little they can do until I get an addition to the deed restrictions into place. They said they can send the parents a warning letter because all residents are suppose to be parking in their driveways and garages. I suppose that's a place to start. We'll see how it goes tomorrow first.